A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 31 Opened Eyes.

A tall and burly elderly man in his seventies walked over with a smile.

It was none other than the head of the underground world of Walund’s Southern Region- Theoden Wahlstrom.

He made his debut when he was fifteen and became a follower of Dominic Johnson. When he was in his twenties, he was forced to return to his hometown-Bellridge-to develop because of an incident. By the time he reached his thirties, he had conquered the underground world of five states in Southern Region.

Three years ago, he was poisoned with a deadly poison, and Finnegan cured him.

Finnegan’s gaze darted from the glowering Alisha to Theoden, who walked over with all smiles. Finnegan asked, “Hey, I was sure… How is it you only have a few months left to live?”

Upon closer inspection, Finnegan realized Theoden was surrounded by a dark aura, despite being energetic. It was a sign the latter was dying soon.

Although ancient medical practices focused on the skills of observation, listening, questioning, and feeling, observing the patient’s facial features was a compulsory course. And with the legendary techniques of Primordial Pharmacopoeia given by his mentor, Finnegan could instantly tell Theoden was surrounded by a death aura.

The smile on Theoden’s face was stiff. “Dr. Larkin, I admit I’ve sent Alisha to trick you before, but you mustn’t joke about this.”

If someone else had said the same thing. Theoden would have lost his temper. Since Finnegan was the one who said it, the former felt uneasy.

Alisha chimed in, “Mr. Larkin, please don’t frighten my grandpa.”

“I’m not joking. Originally, your grandpa is able to live until he’s ninety years old, but now he only has three to five months left to live,” Finnegan said grimly.

Realizing Finnegan was not joking, Alisha asked nervously, “Grandpa, do you feel uncomfortable?”

Theoden thought carefully and said, “I’ve been feeling great ever since Dr. Larkin treated met three years ago. I don’t even have any minor illnesses. Dr. Larkin, is there really something wrong with me?”

“Come here.”

At that, Theoden moved closer to Finnegan, feeling uneasy.

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his eyes, which made his

stronger

explained grimly. “It’s the bad aura around you that’s reducing your lifespan. I need you to bring me

Larkin, aren’t you a

just a few sentences. Bring me to

room first.”

not joking. Hence, the former told Alisha to bring Finnegan

his room.

square feet. It had a bedroom, a study, and at hundred-square-meter lounge. The interior design was vintage. The pieces of furniture were expensive and made of

entering the room, Finnegan saw a shrine placed against the wall at the front of the lounge. It had a bronze

come from?” asked Finnegan with

answered, “It was Seth Zymons of Gablurg who gave it to me a while ago. He said it’s a relic

while. It made both Theoden and Alisha feel even more nervous. “It’s indeed a relic, but it’s not just seven hundred years old. It’s probably around a thousand years old. Why did

informed, “It’s rather common for people like

It’s just that his eyes

asked in confusion, “Mr. Larkin, could you explain a bit more?”

duo was truly clueless, Finnegan answered, “Hermes has a strong murderous aura. It brings luck when his eyes are closed, but kills when they’re opened. Every time

then pointed at the statue, adding, “You can take a look if you don’t

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examined the statue’s eyes. Sure enough,

words instantly. He asked the latter ruefully, “Does that mean

grandpa, Mr.

burn this at a church. I was just wondering… How is it you

his gaze at Finnegan’s words. “It’s

remembered the statue was gifted by Seth, the underground leader of

involved in the underground world, Finnegan instructed, “Get rid of this statue first. After that, I’ll use acupuncture to strengthen and recover your energy. I’ll also readjust the layout in your room to help get rid of the bad energy in

I can to help you if there’s anything you need in the future.”

when Finnegan returned to his room after being

he realized it was out of battery. He quickly charged it. Immediately, dozens of messages flooded in. Five of them were notifications of Bernice’s missed call.

Have you arrived at Bellridge? What are you

Are you

are you giving up on pursuing me? Why are